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January 31, 2006

Skippy! It's a Snack! It's a Meal!

Like father. Like daughter?

Yes, Alison is like her father in so many ways. She's tall and lanky. She's sharp and intelligent. Those are all good qualities I know. But there's one gene that Hank must have hand delivered to Alison himself as she is so much like him, it's uncanny. Now for the sake of this post, let's refer to this gene as The Skippy Gene.

The Skippy Gene, you ask? Now before I go on, let me just explain that Alison has to inspect each morsel of food before it touches her lips. I'd also like to preface my explanation with the fact that my husband likes tomatoes, but not in tomato form. There is a difference, you know.

Now what does this have to do with Ze Royale Skippy Gene? Well folks, around my household, peanut butter, specifically Skippy (creamy) peanut butter, is the fifth food group. In their finicky ways, Hank and Alison find refuge in Skippy, and they inhale the stuff like two Skippy addicts. Dare our supply of the stuff get dangerously low, and I'm off to the market in the wee hours of the night. I kid you not. You should see Hank's face when the last bit of the creamy wonder is gonzo. It's sad really.

Anyway, so WHAT IS THE POINT OF THIS POST?

The point is to tell you that my family eats too much peanut butter. Yes, yes it's true. I admit it.

And I've decided that as of Wednesday, February 1st, 2006, I am going to keep a running tally of how many jars of Skippy Peanut Butter my family consumes in a year! How's that for exciting? Now before I start my tallying, I'm going to have all y'all in blogland GUESS HOW MANY JARS OF SKIPPY PEANUT BUTTER MY FAMILY WILL CONSUME IN ONE YEAR?!

Go on, guess! I dare you.

Now to be fair, here are the specs about our beloved Skippy:• One jar refers to the 40 oz. Mama Size Jar (Basically if you opened up your pantry and this happened to fall on your head, you'd need to pay a visit to the hospital).• I actually BOUGHT COUPONS for Skippy Peanut Butter. Yes, you read that correctly. I PURCHASED COUPONS for the stuff. That should give you an idea of how often I buy the stuff. Is there no shame?• Sometimes we eat other brands of peanut butter (gasp!), and I will not tally these jars into the overall count!

So go guess folks!

*****Gifty update! So far everyone who has signed up for Gifty! is in Round 3! Yay! Keep your eyes peeled later in the week for more details! :)

Comments

Wait, I'm unclear on one thing. Is there something wrong with Skippy peanut butter, the purest and most wholesome substance on the face of the earth?

And while we're busy unlocking the mysteries of DNA, why don't we take a gander at Ms. Rubber-Sol's double-helix, shall we?

1. The Meatball Gene
She will tell any who ask that she does not eat red meat. What she won't mention is that for dinner TONIGHT! she had meatballs made from ground beef. Her mother makes these, and they're insanely delish. Leslie enjoys them best from while dining in the comfort of her glass house.

2. The Monorail Gene
Whether working on a project, worrying about a problem, or memorizing her school district's pay scale while "encouraging" her husband to complete his master's degree, our dear Leslie tends to have a bit of a one-tracked mind. This razor-like focus is rather endearing, though, paper-cuts and all.

And finally...
3. The DaVinci Gene
Just like the old master himself, Leslie's artistic genius cannot be contained in just one area. Whether she's writing witty posts, designing sharp stationery, knitting sweaters, or taking beautiful pictures, she simply cannot be stopped.

Any revelations beyond these three genes would probably be unwise at this juncture. February is a cold month, and it's even colder on the couch.

I kind of admire Hank and Alison for even managing 1 pot so I'm not going to guess - LOL!! They must smell like it? I was having a kid in my class when I was young and the only thing she ate was cream cheese and honestly she smelled like it!!

I'm guessing 40. I really wanted to say one per week but the 40 oz. threw me. I'm trying to picture my husband in his prime PB consumption years and if he had a partner in crime....Yep, I'm going with 40.

LOL! This is such a funny post. My fave snack when I worked @ home was a slice of wheat bread, toasted, with a layer of Jif creamy (my fave brand) and 9 banana slices (3x3) on top. Usually I had this with a glass of milk ... YUM.

I'm a PB aholic too. I could slather it on anything, but especially love it on a PB, banana and brown-sugar sprinkled grilled sandwich (said *salivating*). My toddler eats it by the spoon full and Nana-butters is her favorite comfort food (sliced bananas with a layer of PB).

Before I guess, I have to say that you now have me craving Skippy! We usually buy the self-serve pb from Whole Foods because it's quite delish, but tonight creamy Skippy sounds more delish! How about spoonfuls of Skippy and a Hershey's Chocolate bar? Mmmm

Okay, in the interest of Science, I am prepared to eat as much peanut butter as I can over the next fifty-two weeks. In the interest of Science. I will do anything for Science. Perhaps Leslie will then run a clever post on how much weight her husband has gained over the past year. But if DeNiro can do it for Raging Bull, I can do it for Skippy.

Hmm. I would guess around 60. I totally empathize with the peanut butter addiction. I'm a little off track if I haven't had my daily dose. Toast with peanut butter and honey is my fav. You should detail how they eat it. I'm interested in getting new ideas for how to consume it.:-)